Soft gentle water is washing my face when I step outside. Picking some ripe tomatoes and cutting wispy branches, who respond by dripping icy water in my neck…
I love those summer days when rain falls down. After some weeks of nice sunny, even very hot, weather, every year again a kind of desire to less light and less heat shows up in my mind.
I love summer, I love those days when you don’t have to think about a coat, about a scarf to warm your throat when going for a walk. I love the warmth of a tender summer breeze caressing my sunburned skin.
But I also love autumn, in which the colors are so bright and the weather becomes so unreliable. And I love the winter with all its cosiness and log fires to warm my hands. And I love spring, in which life shows its energy and resilience when lovely smelly flowers start to bloom.
But today, I love the rain… I love ♥